AN: only read this story if you have read all of the harry potter books, because it contains spoilers from all of them, probably. I am not going to make any promises about updates because I am so incredibly bad at that. This may or may not have actually happened.
I am most certainly not J.K. Rowling. Sorry to disappoint.
Introduction:
Some would say that my story never actually did happen. They're wrong. The story I am about to tell you is completely true, but I changed the names of some of the characters you wouldn't know. If you're reading this story, that means you are as completely and totally addicted to the Harry Potter series as I was when I was eleven. IN fact, if you're on this site, you're addicted to some story, whether that takes the form of a movie, or a book. I don't particularly care one way or the other. You may not believe me when you read my story, but I hope you at least find it amusing, even if you think its fiction.
July 19, 2008
"Ugh." My best friend, Sofronia, groaned. "WHY do we have to go back to school so soon?" I don't really know what her parents were thinking when they named her Sofronia. All the rest of her brothers and sisters (all ten of them) have perfectly normal names, names like Matt, and Emma, and Hannah. And then there's Sof. She's not he youngest, she has four younger siblings, and she's not the oldest, with five older ones. She's as close to a middle child as you can get with a family of ten.
"Um, Sof, sorry to be the bearer of the news, but we haven't set foot in front of that school for nearly three months."
"Precisely my point. Not enough time." She exclaimed heatedly. I just rolled my eyes. Personally, I don't see the problem with school. I like it. I plan to be a writer when I'm older, and I like to learn. Oh, wow. That sounded really clichéd, didn't it? I couldn't wait to go school supply shopping when we got back home. Home, by the way, is Sonning, Berkshire, in England. We were on vacation with Sofronia's family in St. Thomas. Our parents worked together to win a vacation house for us all in an auction last fall. "I can't believe you have nothing to say on the matter! You actually like school!" she sounded so shocked, I actually laughed out loud.
"Come on!" I know what we can do on our last day here!" I said, struck by a sudden inspiration.
"What?" Sof asked, looking mildly interested.
"Let's go to the beach and try to read all seven Harry Potter books. In one sitting." Sofronia readily agreed to this, as we both just adore Harry Potter, and we ran to the room we were sharing, grabbed both of our box sets and ran back out. When Harry potter and the deathly hallows was released last year, we camped out to be the first in the bookstore to get it. It was brilliant. After a wonderful day of non-stop reading, we finished at around eight. I never understood the whole thing about what Americans would call military time. For the sake of this story, because I'm guessing a lot of my readers will be American, I will use the standard American way of time keeping.
The next morning was spent packing, and saying goodbye to our favourite landmarks. By noon, we were on our way to the airport, and in an hour, we were taking off. My last view of St. Thomas was the sparkling blue sea, with the villas on the horizon.
AN: Hey guys! Sorry about the length, but I am on vacation. Actually, that would be a reason for me to have more… Anyways, this is just a filler chapter, you could say to set the stage. I hope you enjoyed it.